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Spine Race 2020

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"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved." Helen Keller You might want to make a cup of tea, this - like the 268 mile race itself - is not going to be brief. I’ve referenced in previous blogs that I failed to finish the Spine in 2019.  Whilst that was due to illness that started before the race did, in truth, despite a lot of homework, I’d just totally underestimated the race.  There was no big, compelling reason or set of reasons to go on.  Unlike UTMB for example it wasn’t a race that had ever really appealed - it seemed faintly ridiculous as did the people who became utterly obsessed with it to the exclusion of all else.  Having spent many years claiming it would never be of interest, it’s hard to recall exactly why I ended up registering in 2019.  The best I can guess is that It just seemed an essential rite of passage, after

Probably not an imposter - Lakeland 100 2019

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You might, or might not, have noticed that I haven’t blogged here for a long while. I know at least two people that read this stuff and apparently enjoy it (shout out to Will Warren and Jon Kawaja).  There is a reason for this radio silence and it relates, in part, to the Lakeland 100 which I ran this past weekend. First, a quick recap: Lakeland is essentially like a British UTMB - 105 miles, a bit less climbing (but still plenty!), and helpfully for me at lower altitude.  It is a lap of the glorious English Lake District starting and finishing in Coniston, via Wasdale, Buttermere, Keswick, Pooley Bridge, Kentmere and Ambleside. Given the love I have for the lakes it’d been on my mind for while and training had gone pretty well, although I wasn’t very well the last few weeks before the race and so not ideally prepared.  I shouldn’t have worried though, the plan worked pretty well.  I worked my way up from about 70th at checkpoint 1 to 13th overall at the finish which is by f

Lakes in a day 2018

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The mountain weather information service (mwis.org) has a bit of a reputation in some parts of the running community as being the Eeyore of forecasts - taking an average of 3 forecasts, as I often do in the Lakes, MWIS will always be the gloomy outlier, and it's very seldom in my experience as bad as they suggest.  I suppose the day was bound to come when it would be.... MWIS also uses language really nicely, bringing to life it's prophecies of doom in a way I quite appreciate - the two phrases that rang in my ears all day on Saturday were "incessant rain" and "extremely arduous" - as in the conditions for walking.  For once, MWIS was spot on. There are very few races that I go back to more than once, simply because there are so many on the list (yes, I have a real list) that I want to experience.  The best compliment I can pay to the race, and to James Thurlow at OpenAdventure, the organisers, is that the only other race I've repeated at is

The why of ultra running

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One of the questions that I get asked most often is why I do it.  What on earth motivates you to run that far? I’m sure its a familiar question to other ultra runners, and I’m grateful that many have shared their reasons with me over the last few years. It’s perhaps a more perceptive question than it appears - one of the things that I have learnt along my ultra journey is that your “why” is tremendously important.  In every race, as in life, there will be tough patches and being able to connect to a strong reason for being there is critically important to being able to respond positively in those moments. Let’s start at the beginning.  I confess, when I started running long my reason wasn’t entirely clear - that clarity has emerged over the subsequent months and years.  Simply enough, I read Scott Jurek’s book in which he discussed how hard he found UTMB, and the contrarian part of me decided if it was that tough I’d better try it. Over 3 years and 8 Ultras the “why” has now b

UTMB 2018

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UTMB 2018 Race day awoke to a mixed and deteriorating forecast, and two route minor changes texted to us by the organisers.  I managed to get some fitful midday sleep which in itself was a big improvement over last year, got kitted up and got to the start a full 90 mins before the off, to make sure I got a good position - not because I wanted to go out fast but because I didn’t want to get trampled!  Given it was raining, there were only a handful there and I ended up right behind the pen reserved for the elites.  Learning from experience I’d brought a camp chair, extra layer and a delicious snack prepared by my daughter.... The time to the start passed quickly as the atmosphere built, I found myself smiling with anticipation and gratitude knowing the adventure we were about to be setting out on, the incredible environment we were in, and how well prepared I was - I felt really confident. Those of us who had been organised enough to be there early were pretty robust in dealing